The witches were gathered around George, who was tied up and gagged in a corner of the room. They had just used a truth spell to get the information they needed, but now they were faced with a difficult decision.
Without a word, they began to chant once more, this time with a different spell. They wanted to kill him, to ensure that he wouldn't pose a threat to them in the future. But then something strange happened.
George began to cough up blood, his face contorting in pain. The witches looked at each other, unsure of what to do. They had never seen anything like this before.
Finally, George spoke, his voice weak and raspy. "It's impossible to get the book without me. Or maybe the book isn't as important as you think it is."
The witches were taken aback. They had assumed that the book was the key to their success, but now they weren't so sure. They looked at each other, unsure of what to do next.